It's okay, it's easy to overthrow the heroine's system

The stick fell down mercilessly. Jiang Jingmo kept adjusting his movements and finally made it standard.

But the only thing that Jiang Jingmo finds difficult to imitate is his sword intent.

Sword intention originates from the heart. Everyone's sword intention is unique and cannot be imitated. Sword intention comes from one's understanding of the true meaning of sword and the resonance with the sword during sword practice. Therefore, everyone's perception is different, and sword intention is also different.

Ye Chenshu also knew that this matter could not be rushed, so she just adjusted Jiang Jingmo's sword-swinging movements first. The rest depended on her own enlightenment.

After the instruction, Ye Chenshu lay quietly on the water couch, silently watching the girl in the moonlight repeating the sword moves over and over again until her movements became more refined and more proficient.

Before she knew it, it was daybreak. She beckoned her fingers again, and Jiang Chujian flew to her side again, transforming into a blue-haired boy. Jiang Jingmo stepped into the water tactfully, and the sleeping spirit beast was awakened, and swam towards her again.

Jiang Jingmo swam forward swiftly, stepped onto the first plank, then jumped, fell into the water, and climbed onto the next plank...

Repeat this.

Ye Chenshu lay on the water couch, watching with a lazy look in her eyes, occasionally saying a few words of advice, and this went on for a year.

Winter comes and summer goes, and it is the end of spring again.

Jiang Jingmo jumped steadily onto the wooden board. Behind her were water beasts that had obviously grown twice as large. But now she could easily shake them off. Her speed was so fast that the people watching on the shore couldn't help but be amazed.

"Is she really not using any spiritual power now? So fast!"

Nan Xun took a big bite of the spiritual fruit in his hand, his face showing no sign of shock.

"Momo has made a lot of progress compared to the beginning. When I first came to see her, her progress was still insufficient."

Jiang Jiting smiled gently with his lips curved, his eyes filled with pride.

"But now, it seems that he has become much more skilled."

"Sister Mo is so amazing. She can be so fast without using spiritual power. Wouldn't it be even faster with spiritual power?" An Yang was also biting the spiritual fruit in her hand, looking at Jiang Jingmo with stars in her eyes.

"What realm should Junior Sister be at now? Although she hasn't practiced for a year, the aura on her body is not static."

Gu Yanzhou was waving the fan, and the red fox inside also opened its eyes, looking at Jiang Jingmo's figure thoughtfully.

"It seems to be the fourth level of Xuanling Realm. The Nine Sun Flower is a good thing, so it is expected that it will rise to this level."

Meng Qingbai was still wearing the half silver mask, his hands moving non-stop, feeding spiritual fruits one by one to the Silver Crow beside him.

"What are you talking about?"

Jiang Jingmo quickly stepped over a few wooden boards and landed steadily on the shore. After taking the spiritual fruit handed to him by An Yang, he put it to his mouth and took a bite. The fruity aroma instantly filled his lips and teeth.

"Of course, he's praising my training results."

Ye Chenshu fell from the water couch to the ground, with Jiang Chu, who looked well-behaved, beside her. After checking Jiang Jingmo's dantian with her spiritual sense, she raised the corners of her lips.

"You are recovering well. Try to circulate your spiritual power. There should be no problem."

Jiang Jingmo nodded. The moment she used her spiritual power again, she felt unfamiliar for a moment, but soon she regained the previous feeling. The spiritual power flowed through her meridians, and a little frost and snow appeared on the side of her body.

She didn't feel cold, but only felt warmth in her dantian, and there was no longer the tearing pain she had felt before.

Jiang Jingmo curled the corners of her lips, and while using her spiritual power, she stepped onto the Spiritual Lake. Over the past year, she also understood the meaning of Ye Chenshu asking her to constantly avoid water beasts.

Under Ye Chenshu's constant guidance, she gradually learned a footwork called "Treading on the Wind". The movement was like riding the wind. Before using spiritual power, she could avoid the pursuit of water beasts. After injecting spiritual power, it was like riding the wind. Only the shadow could be seen, and when she turned around, she saw a breeze blowing by.

Nan Xun became interested, and after swallowing the last bite of fruit pulp, he also headed towards the Spirit Lake. He was now at the ninth level of the Xuanling Realm, and had not made a breakthrough for a long time, so he also wanted to try Jiang Jingmo's footwork.

Several spiritual vines emerged from the shore, passed by a few phantoms, and then headed towards Jiang Jingmo.

Jiang Jingmo had developed extremely sharp insight after a year of fighting wits and courage with water beasts. She reacted before the spiritual vines got close to her, and the moment they attacked, she tilted her head to avoid the attack.

Moreover, when the spiritual vine attacked, she just stepped lightly on the floating ice and landed lightly on the spiritual vine. Just when Nan Xun was trying to control the spiritual vine and roll it up, she left first, leaving him empty-handed again.

Nan Xun felt a little depressed. When he concentrated on looking for Jiang Jingmo again, he found no trace of her in the lake.

A breeze blew by, and while Nan Xun was surprised, a cold ice sword was already against his throat, and his movements paused slightly.

"Brother, you must not underestimate the enemy."

The girl's crisp voice sounded from behind, she crushed the ice sword, and the ice crystals shattered all over the ground.

Nan Xun raised her hand obediently. She didn't expect Jiang Jingmo to take action unexpectedly. However, it was indeed because he underestimated her, thinking that she would be a little rusty as she hadn't practiced for a year.

I didn't expect her footwork to be so mysterious. When she flashed behind him, there was no sound at all.

"Tsk tsk tsk, if Elder Gou saw this, he would have to give Nan Xun more training." Gu Yanzhou laughed, and the red fox on the fan also smiled.

"That's not necessarily true. I'm an alchemist, not a spiritualist. I don't think my master would say anything if I'm not good enough in this area."

"Oh? Is that so? Then I have to ask Elder Gou." Meng Qingbai turned over and climbed onto the back of the Silver Crow, saying that he was about to go to the Alchemy Hall.

"Hey, Brother Meng, I was just kidding. Come down quickly and don't tire our little silver crow out."

Nan Xun quickly changed his words upon seeing this, and just as he was about to step forward to pull Meng Qingbai away, he was slapped down by the Silver Crow's wings.

Looking at the backs of Yinwu and Meng Qingbai walking away, Nan Xun's heart skipped a beat, and his face showed an expression of being ready to die.

"Hiss—Is Elder Gou so fierce?"

Jiang Jingmo looked at Nan Xun's appearance and couldn't help but move closer to Jiang Ji to listen and ask curiously.

"Elder Gou is the oldest of the four elders in the sect. He is very strict in treating his disciples. Even though all his disciples are alchemy practitioners, he never relaxes at all when it comes to spiritual power cultivation." Jiang Jiting rubbed Jiang Jingmo's head and said gently.

Jiang Jingmo nodded, and looked at Nan Xun with a bit more sympathy. Just when she was about to open her mouth to "comfort" him, Ye Chenshu's voice came again.

"Okay, don't worry about others for now. You can now circulate your spiritual energy, so you must make up for this year's experience. Now that the secret realms in our sect have been lent to Changqing Sect, I think Junior Brother Qin will have other tasks for you."

Ye Chenshu walked closer, holding on her fingertips a sound transmission talisman that had just started to self-immolate. It seemed that Qin Qing had just delivered a message.

"I'm afraid this is a big task..."